Funny that! Slingshot couldn't find her kettle after arriving at Greens Lake. We both remember her checking around her van before leaving the last camp but apparently we had blinkers on.
A peaceful camp with pelicans, ducks and amphibious 4 wheel drives.
Rain fell and wind blew till around 1am, I wasn't happy the van was rocking and rolling a bit, I didn't have the stabilizers down, a bad lazy habit of mine.
A couple of campers came around for a chat before nightfall and we are told the lakes level is down a bit.
This is John's set up, he offered assistance by giving us directions to Corowa, some good camp spots and left us with his calling card just in case we got into trouble or lost. John travels the country side in search of army jeeps and the like, his card says "Show us your Green Bits" and "Love my Jeep" he is x army as you might guess. I will contact him at some stage, I think he would be a fund of information regarding camping destinations and so forth.
The morning sees us heading toward Corawa with a few deviation in the journey due to not trusting the GPS. This is one way to see a little bit of country, finding single lane roads that stretch passed farming lands and hoping nothing comes our way in the opposite direction.
Through Shepparton and on to Jarrawonga where we stopped at the information centre to find out what the historic interest signs were intended for, Burke and Wills or Stuart? would you believe I forgot to ask that question and bought a Boomerang instead. My Craig would have loved the aboriginal woman who worked their, demonstrate how to use the boomerang on wild running kids, so funny.
Finally deciding on Howlong for the night, a free camp beside a river just outside of town. This is Slingshots last night with me.
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